Your smile was the flowers of your own fields, your talk was the rustle of your own mountain pines, but your heart was the woman that we all know.
你的微笑是你自己田园里的花,你的谈吐是你自己山上的松林的萧萧;但是你的心呀,却是那个女人,那个我们全都认识的女人。
飞鸟集(英汉对照) 一七七
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